BEING THE DOG THAT I AM I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE

FUNNY

Being the dog that i am i thought it would be funny to get the dogs in the yard beside me barking like mad fools,  like i do at times . . .MOST OF THE TIME. { I’m always getting scowled at   get in the house}. Not this time.

An area had been cleaned of its debrise here at THEDOGHOUSE,  allowing  a two foot wide area of walking space, my space, NEW SPACE, UNEXPLORED SPACE.   WAGGY TAIL SNOOP AROUND YIPPEE. Two new yards [ Somebody elses dogs]on the other side of the fence that ARF ARF ARF  YAP YIP YAP at me.    So i woof  and  woof  woof woof !  Woof woof woof.   neighbours get up set    master scowles me.

  THAT I AM THE DOG THAT I AM     I

COULD smell the other two dogs    I wag my tail for master to let me out. Fallen leaves painted my way to sneak about     loud crunches under my paws    calls of something near   then  ARF ARF ARF   BOWOW BOWOW  BOWOW   AND    BORORORO   

THE DOG THAT I AM?

WOOF WOOF BOWOW LAY DOWN WAG MY TAIL BOWOW ARF WOOF WOOF. BOWOW.   WAGGING TAIL     HAPPY DOG.   WHERE’S  MY TREAT.

I thought that the dog in me would be that i am    But being the dog that i am   i thought it would be    That i am   the dog in me.

Wrap your brain around that. ARF ARF ARF BORORORO WOOF WOOF BUT NOT BOWOW. FORGET THE ARF. JUST WOOF WOOF.       IN THEDOGHOUSE IT’S WOOF WOOF.      ARF ARF BORORORO    IS KITTY STUFF.   WE WOOF WOOF. NOT BOWOW  OR  YAP YAPPY

BEING THE DOG THAT I AM I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE

TO KEEP THINGS OUT

TO WATCH GUARD

TO GIVE CLEAR WARNING

TO  WOOF WOOF OUT 

TO BE FRISKY AND TO PLAY

So . . .Being the dog that i am i am playing,  being frisky,   having a grand old-time,  getting the dogs in trouble next yard   SMELL THEM OUT.

Then it’s, YIP YIP WAG WAG RUN ACROSS MY YARD SNIFF SNIFF HAPPY POUNCE  happy pounce. THE DOGS  NEXT YARD  IN great big TROUBLE  NOT ME.  NO WOOF WOOF JUST YIP YIP AND YIPPEE

Then it’s, WOOF WOOF BARK BARK WOOF WOOF YUP THAT’S THE DOG IN ME.  LAY DOWN STOP   SIT AND STAY   RUN AND PLAY.

 I like the dog in me, that i am that i thought i would be. The dog that i am,   peed on the carpet   chewed a whole in the floor  ate the walls  lost your socks and buried your shoe.   I get the  left overs   get rub downs here and there     i’m a good boy.

BARK WOOF BARK AND WOOF WOOF WOOF      BARK BARK  WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF     WOOF  AND BARK   WOOF AND BARK.

So woof woof and woof off   let me be the dog in me    no arf arf   forget bowow  borororo      it’s woof for me    woof woof woof  more woof woof woof    woof  woof woof    woof woof  woof     woof woof  woof    woof  woof   one more woof.

I wag my tail proud and happy     my master looks out  at yip and yappy    Neighbours yell   master scowling   stop that barking! 

Now here I sit     my masters feet    proud and happy cause they are  still yip and yappy   bowow   and borororo    neighbours yell  masters scowl.

Good boy.